N.S.N.: I dare Pacifica to burn Dipper's hat.

Pacifica: Wait!? It wasn't a dream?! Oh man... I think I'm gonna be sick.

Dipper: O.k. we need to plan something. If things go south, we'll need a back up plan.

Pacifica: What?

Dipper: We need to go after them. They're re-makes of Gideon and, not to be rude, past you.

Pacifica: Yah. O.k. Hey. What was that stuff that they blew in our faces?

Dipper: It was a sleeping spell. You do NOT want to know how they make that stuff. I hope there isn't any on my clothes. If we breath that in again, who know's how long we'll be asleep.

Pacifica sat down by him on his bed and smiled at him and nudged his shoulder with her elbow.

Pacifica: Hey. Where's your hat?

Dipper put his hand on the top of his head and instead of feeling his usual ripped up hat, he felt his soft brown hair. He gasped.

Dipper: Oh man! Where is it?!

Pacifica looked to her feet to see behind them something blue.

Pacifica: There! Under the bed.

Dipper bent down and picked it up.

Dipper: Thanks. I would have had a heart attack if I lost it.

Dipper was about to put it on his head when Pacifica slapped it out of his hand.

Dipper: What was that for?

Pacifica: There's some- that stuff. You know. I don't know what it's called.

Dipper turned the hat around to see the powdery substance on the back of his hat.

Pacifica: Here. Let me get it off.

Pacifica was about to brush it off when Dipper pulled the hat away from her reach.

Dipper: Don't! That's as bad as breathing it in. We can't get it off. We'll have to burn it. Man. This is my favorite hat.

Pacifica: Oh. That's too bad. Come on. We should get it over with.

They walked down stairs and where about to go outside to burn the hat when Mabel stopped them.

Mabel: Hey guys! Pacifica! Your awake too now! That's great!

Pacifica: Yah. Thanks. Now can we go out side? We need to burn Dipper's hat.

Mabel: What?! Why?! I love his hat!

Dipper: It's hard to explain. We just need to get this powder off.

Mabel: Oh. O.k. Goodbye awesome hat.

Mabel got out of the way and watched as Pacifica took a lighter out of her pocket and nipped the edge of the hat with the flame and watched as it quickly engulfed the hat in flames.

Stan: Mabel. What is he doing with the hat?

Mabel: *Crosses arms* Why should I tell you?

Stan: You guys are still mad at me?

Mabel didn't say anything. She didn't have to answer him. He knew they where. Stan watched as Pacifica and Dipper held hands and watched as the hat turned into ashes. Stan walked away from the screen door and into a closet that was marked "Supplies". Dipper and Pacifica walked back into the Mystery shack, still holding hands.

Dipper: *Sigh* It is done.

Mabel: Man. That sucks. I LOVED that hat.

Pacifica: Yah. Oh well.

Dipper: You guys want to go to the greasy diner?

Pacifica: Yah!

Mabel: I could eat.

They where about to go to the greasy diner when Stan blocked there way.

Dipper: Stan. Get out of the way.

Stan: Just hear me out. I don't want you guys to be mad at me but I get it. I lied to you, but I'm begging you. Please, please forgive me.

Stan went into his pocket and pulled out a brand new pine tree hat and smiled.

Dipper: *Sigh* I guess.

Dipper reached for the hat and put it on his head.

Pacifica: It's nice. A brand new hat.

Mabel: Well, if Dipper forgive's you..... Then I do too.

Mabel went up to Stan and gave him a BIG hug.

Stan: Ha... Been a while since I've had one of your special hugs...... I missed them.